Ghana Log 4
I wrote a haiku about life in Ghana using three metrical phrases of 5, 7, 5 moras (sometimes I veered off).
"Monday in Accra"
Accra's sun is strong
Rain comes to a stubborn end
The O'bruni is red
Lizards move swiftly
Frogs croak in rain puddles
Crows eat on the roof
Street kids hustle goods
No school for these poor chaps
Can you spare a cedi?
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